#aegon thots

[peachysunrize]

Not to be horny on main but that’s me down there… i’m blowing his mind by blowing his dong

[asharasasylum]

♡ drabble aegon targaryen booklet - entry 3

˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗ warnings: dark content. non con.dub con. blackmail. possessive! Aegon. incest. smut. 18+

note from me: thank you for this request @phimbkerthinker. this had me well... words can not really describe it.

The lines of consent when you first started your relationship with Aegon were blurred. Between the groping and his hands constantly wandering to places they shouldn’t, you didn’t really remember when you actually agreed to any of it. If you had to recall your first time with him, all you can recollect is his weight pressed down against yours to the point where you felt suffocating. With his strength, weight, and the way he smothered you in affection, there was hardly any way you could fight back and you’re not entirely sure if you actually did. 

You enjoyed it, didn’t you? 

It’s always the first thing that falls from Aegon’s lips after he slips out of your walls, painting your sweaty skin in soft kisses. He’s always been desperate to reassure you, to tell you this is right. 

He’s not wrong, it felt good in the moment. It always feels good. But that doesn’t make it right, especially when he’s your uncle. 

After a while you had ignored this, pushing it to the back of your mind when your nails were digging into the skin of his back, desperately trying to hold onto him as he slipped in and out of your walls. But the guilt always came rushing back when you laid beside him in the minutes after, unable to find much comfort in his breath fanning over your skin. 

It’s how you ended up here, tears staining your cheeks as you stared up at the silver haired man. Your Aegon. Only you weren’t crying about ending things with him. Tears slipped from your eyes from the countless videos he flicked through, both of you in countless positions, you even begging him at points to keep going. Each one you had been completely oblivious to his phone or whatever device he had propped into a corner of the room or the bedside table. 

He seemed to smirk when your eyes flickered from the phone, unable to watch any longer. But you could still see it out of the corner of your eye, your eyes rolling back as you arched your body off the bed with Aegon pressing sloppy kisses all over your bare chest. 

You would say this wasn't your Aegon but it was exactly him. You had just wanted to pretend for months that it wasn’t. 

Everything that happened after that happened fast and the next thing you knew you were being suffocated by Aegon’s body on top of yours. He was drawing orgasm from you time and time again, leading you to the point where there was a string of cum and your obvious arousal, keeping you attached every time he slid from your walls. With each stroke you whined uncontrollably, sure that you had been begging you to stop, to show you some mercy. But you knew you were in no position to deny him. It was clear that this was to be your punishment, paying for speaking of leaving him. 

You were a babbling mess as he forced you deeper into the mattress. You moaned wantonly as the tip of him hits a soft spot inside you, making you clench around him. 

His head snapped up to look at you, his cold gaze softening slightly at your tear stained face. 

“Hmm?” Aegon questioned, pressing his sticky forehead against yours. “Did you say something?” 

You swallowed, shaking your head as your hand reached to cup his face. All words and breath had left you at that point, unable to whine anything but his name. 

“Nothing,” he grinned, body rising at this. He gripped your hips, using them for leverage as he held onto them tightly. 

“Plea-“ The words were stolen from your throat as he began to pound into you, chasing that high that he knows both of you are teetering close to once again. 

“What was that?” He groaned, a chuckle on the edge of his tongue. His eyes fell downwards, catching the sight of your juices and his cum coating your pussy. “Such a mess.” 

You looked down, only being able to catch the sight just above his cock that glistened with your fluids. Just before he was pushing you down again, arms falling to either side of you. 

“I wish someone could walk in now,” Aegon hissed, eyebrows crossing as pleasure took over. “See the mess I make as I breed you.” 

The thought had your thighs tightening around his hips, ready to take anything else he had left to offer. 

“You like that, don’t you?” 

You shook your head, whimpering out the smallest “No.” 

“I’m going to make sure you leave this room knowing you’re mine,” he snarled, bringing his lips to your ear and grazing at the skin with his teeth. “Because you are mine.” 

Your toes curled at each relentless snap of Aegon's hips, unsure if he was pursuing his own climax or yours. But with the way he whispered in your ear, claiming you as his, had you unable to stop yourself cumming around him. 

“Fuck,” he breathed into your lips, loosing his own control as your cunt practically tried to swallow him. You could feel him spilling in your walls, fucking you carelessly as he latched his hand around your neck. With his lips pressed to yours Aegon made his claim true again. “Mine, mine, mine…”

[writingsofwesteros]

Imagine Aemma giving birth to twins and her daughter survives, Viserys names her Aemma as well in honor of her mother. Rhaenyra loves Aemma more than their half siblings and really tries to have her all to herself. But since their half siblings are closer to age with her it’s harder to do so. Toddler Aegon is clingy with his 5 year old sister, crying for hours if he’s not near her. During his name day hunt, Rhaenyra tried taking Aemma with her but baby Aegon demanded to cuddle his sister. As they grow older, he’s clinginess turns to obsession and his innocent sister is unaware of it, giving her misunderstood brother love and attention. When Rhaenyra leaves the keep she is left under the impression that her sister will wed Cregan but returns to the news of her sweet sister being married to Aegon. She doesn’t realize it until Aegon brings her out of their chambers for Luke’s petition. Helping his pretty wife walk to the throne room, kissing her blushing face and caressing her big baby bump. Before Rhaenyra can even have a single word with sweet sister, she’s already being taken away by her greedy husband and precious twins. During the dinner, she just has her attention on pretty husband, giggling and dancing the night away with him. If his sweet wife were to be hurt during her brothers and nephews scuffle, it would not end well for the strong boys.

!!!!!!!

Greedy, clingy!Aegon might be my favourite

She never saw it coming as well; so innocent and just keeping little Aeg under her wing but now its too late for her to ever escape - if she ever wanted to anyway.

Aegon has her wrapped in gold; just like Sunfyre and away from the politicking around them. Rhaenyra can only watch from a distance and with every time her sister moves to greet her - Aegon has her brought to his side under pretence .

The twins as ever stay close to her; both in their own little world as she gets them to eat their vegetables - all under Aegon's watch

[serymn31]

They were the only ones who understood each other. They were both first learning to ride on their dragons, when they were forced to marry at a young age. Her thirteen, him fifteen. They were both not truly accepted by their father - firstborn son, yet not named heir; a dreamer, but with visions no one can discern, not even herself. Used as a vessel for your grandfather's ambition. Used as the womb that will bear your brother heirs for him to strengthen his claim against your firstborn sister's sons of questionable origin.

Even then, under the weight of these, they both have perfect, beautiful children, a girl and a boy. A new hope and a promise of another beginning. Something they can call their own - neither Targaryen nor Hightower but just theirs. They don't dress them in green or in red or black, but in the colors of their dragons - gold and the blue of the sky and the shades in between. Even in their own shortcomings and youth they tried their best to raise them with the love and recognition they didn't receive.

Perhaps, he can raise his son better than his father did for him. Maybe, he would be a good king if he can make his heir a better one. He is king now and they are fine now. No father left to please. The pain has ended and we can begin again. Don't be afraid, he had promised her.

They killed the boy.

He broke that promise. He will never forgive himself. He's failed as a king, as a husband, as her brother. She was alone, unprotected, and afraid when the enemy lay their silent trap, like a ratcatcher would. He understood perfectly why she acted the way she did. He wants to reach her, but she has retreated so far within her grief. The only thing he can do is rage.

I have been a terrible husband, a careless brother. I will be a cruel, ruthless king to our enemies - I will murder them with my bare hands. I will lay waste to their kingdoms. I will kill for you. And this time, he will make it true.

[connorsui]

U know as I'm standing here waiting for my pasta to finish cooking itself. I can't help but imagine a scenario of Aegon running away to Essos

Like, what if instead of Aemond not getting the chance of catching Aegon on time, we get a scene of Aegon being unfamiliar to all his surroundings?

Very little money, a few riches to sell off and wandering around the city like a common man

But he all of a sudden passes by an old bakery with a kind and gentle woman who treats him with the care he has never received from anyone before?

Not only does she speak to him so softly, but she worries about him and his health, wondering where he has come from and what he needs to get by

Constantly smiles at him when she sees him and even giggles at the false stories he tells about his so-called "common" childhood

She gives everything that he had ever hoped for in his dreams of receiving love .. receiving compassion and care that he thought he will never get

Now, Aegon doesn't want to leave ...Aegon wants to stay beside her....his emotions and his heart are telling him to stay with her for along as he can

And we'll...why shouldn't he? ...this life is far greater than becoming a king he was never meant to be?

[aegoniiwifey]

Eeeeekkkk babe I have a lil drabble for this pic

"Upon careful consideration, My King, we believe that we've come up with a list of suitable suitors for the Princess-" Lord Lannister was cut off by Aegon scraping the tip of his ancestor's knife along the Small Council table. "You lot deem yourselves fit to determine the future of my only daughter?" Aegon asked with an eerie calmness. "Well, I-" Aegon traced his finger along the blade, his gaze menacing, as he said, "Who then? Tell me, this list you speak of," He exchanged a look with Aemond, whose stoic expression remain unchanged, though Aegon knew his brother felt a similar annoyance. "I- well, the Prince of Dorne's son-" "Too far." Aegon cut him off. "Lord Stark's son Rickon-" "A Northern lord?" He scoffed. "You would send my daughter to wither in the cold? She is a pure blooded Valyrian, yet you would shackle her to a wolf?"

The lords remained silent, avoiding Aegon's steely gaze, as he said harshly, "Go on." "Lady Jeyne Arryn has proposed her son Rodrick-" "Ah, yes, the Arryn boy that could easily be mistaken for a pile of bones? Brother, does that sound like the man to make a good husband for my daughter?" "I don't believe I do, Your Grace." Aemond replied smoothly. "Is that all?" Aegon asked with a bored expression. The lords remained silent. "No one decides what happens to the Princess but me. My daughter's future lies in the hands of her father, the King. The next fool who makes such ludicrous suggestions, I shall cut the hand with which he penned this foolish list."

THIS WAS SO DELICIOUS HOLY FUCK YOU GOT MY BRAIN JUICES GOING FOR A FIC IDEA HEHEHEH

[saintaegon]

thots on gamer “basement dweller” chubby!aegon ii

tw: mentions of poor hygiene, unhealthy eating habits, weight gain + ill-temperament

thank you @sugarpopss for fostering these ideas 🫶🏻

the second that aegon leaves high school for college, he falls into the trap of “juvenile independence”.

of course he chose to move out, it doesn’t matter that his room at home was larger than the entire second floor of his dormitory. he is alone; a good distance from home, in lannisport.

it begins slowly, insidious, at first. he stays up late, sure, but instead of partying into the night at a seedy club, it’s grinding and farming on a MMORPG.

soon enough, his grades slip even further and his attendance plummets. his curtains are barely ever drawn and his room is suffocated by a thick, stale smog.

that’s when the weight really piles on.

aegon’s not been slender for a LONG time but whereas he was “chubby” before, he’s undeniably hefty now.

his daily routine of going to bed at 7am and waking up at 6pm and consuming around ten thousand calories nightly really affects him.

his cheeks are fuller and the pudge beneath his chin softens into a thick, widespread layer.

he doesn’t notice at first. poor baby.

his hips begin to spill over his waistband and his soft gut fills up more and more room on his lap.

pudgy fingers routinely itch at the curve of his stretched-out waistband; struggling to contain the growth of his plump flesh.

pink blotches bloom on his tender skin where his sugary energy drinks and oily pizzas congeal into a hefty ball of fat.

it’s not long before his thick love handles are spilling off the sides of his expensive gaming chair, and he needs a larger one with a higher weight support.

with a higher weight, and higher sugar and fat consumption, comes a rotten temperament.

bloated cheeks and plump lips spit out curses and insults as he’s gaming nightly.

he’s a toxic player, especially when it comes to games like fortnite, league and dead by daylight (he’s a bubba main).

in dbd matches, he’ll routinely perv on female character skins and is a nuisance when it comes to pretending to be friendly or farming points, then getting a 4k.

the thick band of his headphones digs into his messy, greasy curls and bites into the fat of his cheeks.

his breathing is heavier; laboured, to the point that his brothers tease him for being “mouth breather” during team speak gaming sessions.

eventually, as aegon’s weight creeps up and his grades plummet to record lows, he flunks out and returns home where his habits only worsen.

[lemonhemlock]

RIP eggon's fuccbois 🙏 true ride or die homies

[whiskey-in-a-mug]

Rhaenys I Targaryen,,,girl I have thoughts about you

[kaelatargaryen]

Blurry season 2 Ewan on set crumb???? Fabian in all white on the end and I feel like that’s Tom and Ewan standing next to each other and barely visible? 🫠 he looks like such a dad whilst Tom looks like a hipster that’s been told he’ll spend his day in the wilderness lmaooo I love them

[duchess-of-oldtown]

When I get asked who my favourite Targaryen of the Conquest is and I say Visenya, just know she's not my favourite because she's badass (she is), it's because she is an older sister. In every sense of the word. Aegon almost dies and still says he doesn't need better security, cut his face and show him how dumb that statement was.

[peachysunrize]

Dad!Aegon would literally argue with his 8 months old kid because the child doesn’t let him kiss you

[asharasasylum]

♡ drabble aegon targaryen booklet - entry 2

˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗ warnings: non con/overly persistent Aegon. dub con. smut. 18+

note from me: literally missing all my old aegon fics right now so enjoy this. maybe more to come...

Aegon is obsessed with getting you worked up to the point that you’re literally begging for him. 

It can be hard sometimes, especially when you're persistently pushing his pawing hands away and not even succumbing to his featherlight kisses against your chest. 

But Aegon doesn’t give up and he knows the best way to get you really worked up for him. 

You try and ignore him when he slips under the duvet covers, only he becomes hard to ignore when he’s pushing his way between your thighs. It’s then you’re trying to shove his head away from your crotch, groaning about being tired. But then his lips are pressed to your clothed pussy, hands rubbing at your thighs as he keeps them separated, and it becomes harder to argue against him. 

Protests stop falling from your lips once he drags his tongue lazily across your clothed folds. He’s barely doing anything and yet he now knows he has your full attention, already craving more as you grow wetter for him. 

He’ll be completely happy as soon as your begging to do more, promising him that you’re not tired anymore and that you can take it. 

Aegon who doesn’t like to waste a meal when he’s got you all whiny and whimpering underneath him, dragging out every thrust against your soaked walls, making sure to really ram himself balls deep inside of you. He’s smirking from time to time, teasing you when you beg him to look at you, unable to stop the swell of pride every time he here’s how wet your pussy is everytime he rams himself in there. You’re practically crying for him, over your face and down there and he knew for a fact that all it would take is a bit of light petting down there and he could get you like this. 

The same Aegon who’s an obnoxious prick after, smiling ear to ear like some sort of idiot. You want to push his head away, still hot and flushed from how fucked out you’re still feeling. You end up telling him he’s an idiot and giving him a sour look, to which he apologises and presses soft kisses to your neck to hide his face and stop you from being mad at him. But you really struggle to be mad at him for too long, especially when he’s telling you how much he loves you in his ear and licking at the marks he’s left on your body. 

Even you know the control Aegon has over you. 

[writingsofwesteros]

Otto telling Viserys to wed Rhaenyra and baby Aegon was so funny.

Imagine Viserys marrying his younger daughter with baby Aegon, his poor daughter upset and bratty that she is betrothed to a baby. But sweet baby aegon knows no wrong, so innocent and full of love following his sister like a little duck. When his mother is too busy with baby Helaena, he is mindlessly toddling after his annoyed sister already calling her wife. As he grows older sweet boy would try his best to be attentive and romantic, forcing himself out of bed to go on walks or leaving her messy written love letters. Poor boy is a giggly drunk mess their wedding night, he would be so nervous and happy that he was marrying the love of his life. Their sons being just like his father, clingy and loving to their pretty mother.

Sunfyre adores her as well <3.

Poor daughter stood no chance, even as she tried to keep her distance. Her father allowed her to leave court for a couple of years - still exchanging letters with Aegon and oh he was completely obsessed with her on the Princess' return.

She gifts her husband twins; two precious boys the first time and all her boys can do is follow her around. Aegon included of course

[rosenroot]

I really like your drawings of Alicent's children, but I think Helaena and Aegon are the ones who look the most like each other. Was that something on purpose since they are married siblings?

Well, yeahhh but ok ok, lemme show u my thought process, what we can get from the books is that Helaena and Aegon, both have a bigger complexion similar to viserys, and if I’m not wrong, Aemond is described as a baby smaller than aegon, now I tried to make him look a little more like Alicent, since she often is described as a skinny legend haha. And Daeron well, he kinda is a mix of the two? He is the prettiest of them all so he has to have the best targ genes haha but I just change his eye color to Alicent’s mud green because they team green right??

[please-buckme]

thots ?

You know I’d squirm.